psychedelics but not

13 Apr

the plastic leg of my

childhood doll

the special one

1970s irregular

red riding hood

in the box

carried from

foster home to

group home

left in hiding

twenty five years

returned with

ashes

in a box

of broken

glass

but

back to the leg

chewed up on

the toes

on the bath mat

kitchen counter

back porch

no one knows

where

the body

is

torn from the

box

stripped naked

examined

plastic pink leg

now

on the top

of the trash

the last gift

from

her

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